A few days ago, you heard a knock on your door. When you opened it, a tall man was about to speak before he passed out. When he passed out, his body suddenly glew (glowed? Glew?) A bright white. When it stopped, an angel layed before you, having a wing torn off.

Now, this man sleeps on your couch and hasn't woke up sense. Until today. The man sits up with a groan, rubbing his eyes before looking around.

"W-where am I...?" he mumbles softly.